Vanquish the king!


You’re no match for me,
cus’ while you’re busy counting sheep

I’m taming lions in my sleep. 
We’ll always find a way, to cease this silence. 
Like a pack of wolves

I’ll hunt you down, single you out,

and claim back our crown.


There’s only room for one ruler, upon this horizon;

and I’ve made my own rules. 
From their high thrown, we’re nothing but a grain of sand. 
They’re calling us out, singing so loud.

So step aside, for tonights our night, 
and were singing our hearts out.
 
Like a pack of wolves

I’ll hunt you down, single you out,

and claim back our crown.


We’ve made this town our own. 
In a sea of thousands. 

You’re no match for me,
cus’ while you’re busy counting sheep

I’m taming lions in my sleep. OCEANS ATE ALASKATaming Lions Lyrics
They walk among us, with heads held high.

The overseers of all. 
Banished to the darkness, where no one can hear you.